There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think of you, sense you, miss you. You are forever in my heart. I want to thank you,
for all I have learned from you. Broken yourself, from all the abuse and neglect you suffered, I understand now that you
loved me the best way you knew how to. I want you to know that I understand, and I forgive you for the pain you caused me,
both in your life and in your suicide. I know now it was not intentional. I can honestly say that your life and death has bore
and is still bearing much fruit in my own life. I thank you for it. I choose to honor you everyday of my life, by being the best
mother I can be, and by learning from your life, and by choosing to not make the same mistakes you did. I can only hope my daughter does the same and learns from my life as well. I guess what I am trying to say is that while the world around us would say you weren’t a good mother, I am saying God has used your life for good in my own, and I choose to rise up and call you blessed
Happy Mother’s Day Momma.
I wish you you were here.